days spent
cringing with pain.
regret enters
my thoughts,
sorrow begins
to grow.
days not lived,
days spent longing
for what could be.
a smile tiptoes into
my spirit,
slow and quiet.
a knowing that all is
as it should be
begins to grow.
gratitude
for the kindness of others
reigns stronger than before,
and strength is renewed.
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